you grasped
at sky
and dragged it
down
to face you
eye to
eye,
then burst every
cloud in
sight.
rhyme
your light’s
sincere,
a smile so ripe
with life,
those eyes..
i’d climb and dive into
to get a closer
view.
in between blunted
honks of
geese
i watch you soar
to far off
perch
to take your place
amidst the
free,
accentuating the space
that spans our
fates.
startled
by the sound
of my
imagination,
woken by a feeling
i assumed had
passed,
taken with a sight
that refuses
to let
go,
settled by the voice
of someone i
used to
know.
shadow passenger
on train
nods as he
passes
by,
i’ve never caught
his face,
although we’ve
met eye to
eye.
with roses
on your cheeks
we tumbled into wild
garden bed,
grass stains upon
knees,
dirt in the creases
of our eyes.
stepped through
a dream
and found myself trapped
in someone
else,
till i became the
voice
to summon my
release–
for the dream within
a dream to
cease.
you made room for
my words–
i crowded your
mind,
you offered real
time–
i seized more than
my share,
you proved that
you cared..
far more than
was fair.
she caught
me
staring through
our photo–
to find
the green patch,
then erased my face
from memory,
and stepped with me
into flusher
scenery.
in your
kiss..
slipped a plea
to believe
if for just the
moment-
with both eyes
closed
and my fingers clasped
around yours.
hands in the garden 
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